Hitesha Deshpande's Blog, page 4

The Toilet Seat That Changed It All

Well, this is not fiction. And surprising though it may sound, this blog has two authors. That too, two founding authors. Of course, by now the intelligent reader, by comparing the flowing and entertaining (and mushy) writing style of Beauty and the Beast (hereafter referred to as beauty, and deservingly so) that makes the world seem full of sunshine and happiness with the dry and bare method of yours truly, would have come to know that it is not the keyboard of beauty that is churning out th...

Raindrops of Love

She closed her eyes and let the cool drops of water lick her face. Love can be such a cruel thing, she thought. At one point it consumes your very existence and at the next it ceases to exist completely, leaving behind an emptiness that cannot be defines. An emptiness echoed hollowly by the pattering drops of rain. She stuck her tongue out to taste the cold which wrapped her. She tasted nothing. Raindrops, she decided, were a lot like love.

Somewhere in the distance she could hear the loud...

Pretty Petty

"But it will be so perfect!" She insisted as she waved the copy Dogs&Pups under his nose. Once again. Once again he wriggled his nose and scowled with disgust as if it was a pair of smelly socks instead of a harmless magazine with cute puppy pictures on it.

"It will be a pain!" He huffed.

"Imagine that feeling of bliss when you muzzle him and run your hands through his silky fur. Imagine coming home to this absolutely wonderful feeling of being loved unconditionally for who you are! How can...

Birthday Wishlist

Dear Mom,

Remember how you helped me make my first birthday wish list when I was going to turn three? Add thirty more years to that number and what do you get? An expert birthday wish list writer! With three growing children and their wishes to cater too, I hardly find time to think about what I want. A week before my birthday, however, I think of all that I really crave and very obediently pen it down on paper and send it to you. Because ma, nobody has ever really cared about what I want...

Confusion

Once a woman turns thirty it is quite catastrophical. The world suddenly jumps and starts spinning on a different axis. There are a whole new set of expectations to live up to and the ones that you have gotten used to delivering don't count anymore.

At least in the mind of the woman who has just turned thirty.

She turned thirty today and she felt the brunt of being thirty. She felt old, jaded and unappealing. Thirty years of her life had passed by in a blur and all she had to show for it was...

Beautiful

"They are going to be here in like fifteen minutes," he hissed at her. "How can you still be in the kitchen!"

"I have had to cook for a gathering of twenty on the short notice of six hours," she gritted through her teeth. "We did not order in, because you didn't want to spend money on futile stuff like that, remember?"

"You are not even dressed to greet them!" He scolded. "How come Natasha manages everything with such flair?

"Because Natasha has two cooks and a manservant," She almost shouted...

cheat sheet

She had been up all night. He could see the faint circles the shadows of the dark had etched around her eyes. She dragged the wicker chair further away from the table and plopped on it. Her pink lips opened in a delicious O as she sucked in a yawn.

"You need some sleep," he observed uselessly.

In response, she put her feet up on the table and slid further down in the chair. Her eyes were fixed on her unpainted toe nails. She wriggled them and then seemingly satisfied with their response...

Dream Realities

Sweat trickled down her bare back. She flicked a tongue over her dried lips. Her panic stricken eyes darted left and right. She tucked a stray strand of disheveled black behind her ear. She limped to a halt. Her bosom heaved with the effort of breathing. She gulped once, twice and then parted her dried lips to pull in more air. With one hand she shielded her eyes from the brazen onslaught of the sun.

He could not help but notice how beautiful she was.

Her pink and black saree hugged her...

Sherlock recapped

2:54 PM
The Sage: hey
Beauty and the BEast: hey!! wasssup??

The Sage: nothin much... just back from office...
what about you??

Beauty and the BEast: just finished reading the script for a movie called The Princess Bride!
ever seen it?

The Sage: nopes...

Beauty and the BEast: you should...
I should..
I must see if I can get it...
saw sherlock holmes btw
did u see it??

The Sage: yup...
dint like it though...

Beauty and the BEast: I think robert downey jr deserves to come to my living room

The Sage:...

Midnight Masquerade

She was beautiful. And she was a little high on champagne. They were not celebrating anything particular; except perhaps their new found love for each other. They had dined at the 'Casablanca'. A very expensive retro restaurant with the food as outdated as the décor. Yet, those who moved in circles similar to those of hers, frequented this place. The champagne though, had been good. She had wanted to drink some more, "I am high on life!" She had announced on a bubbly giggle.

He had stopped...